Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1026: Chapter 1026: Sending My Remaining Life Afar (20)

Chuzheng went up to the second floor, with guards placed at intervals.

Uncle Bai opened the door to a room with a welcoming gesture.

Chuzheng stepped into the room.

A faint smell of blood drifted in the air.

Chuzheng glanced around the room.

There was only one person sitting on the sofa.

The man looked relaxed, like an elegant and aristocratic cat.

He held a string of Buddha Beads in his hand, his fair fingertips slowly sliding over them.

Two people stood behind him, and three others were positioned separately around the room.

The man lowered his hand, and everyone in the room followed Uncle Bai out.

The door closed with a ’click’.

Yu Jin propped up his chin, lazily asking, ”Miss Song, how did you find this place so late at night?”

Chuzheng walked over: ”What are you doing?”

Yu Jin glanced around: ”What do you think I’m doing, Miss Song?”

”Killing isn’t allowed.” Chuzheng sat across from him: ”Are you killing someone?”

There was nothing here.

Yu Jin also seemed normal.

But the Bastard had reminded her.

So it must be what he was doing.

”Miss Song, such things don’t require me to do it myself.” Yu Jin smiled: ”You still haven’t answered my question.”

How did you find this place?

Chuzheng’s tone was indifferent: ”You’re no Emperor, so what’s difficult to find?”

If the Bastard wants to find you, it can find you no matter where you go.

”You shouldn’t know about this place, Miss Song.” Yu Jin leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at Chuzheng: ”Miss Song, you need to give me an explanation.”

”What if I don’t?”

Yu Jin suddenly flipped open a book on the table, revealing a dark gun muzzle pointed at Chuzheng.

The man’s leisurely demeanor didn’t waver; he leaned back, eyebrows slightly raised: ”Miss Song, dying here would be rather lonely.”

Faced with such a weapon, the girl showed no surprise or panic, nor fear.

As if he was holding a most ordinary item.

The girl’s lips parted slightly, her clear and cold voice flowing in the room: ”You just said killing doesn’t require your own hands?”

Yu Jin: ”...”

Is that the point?

Isn’t the focus the thing in his hand?!

Chuzheng calmly urged him: ”Go ahead and shoot.”

If you dare shoot, I’ll make sure you’re dead!

Even if you miss, I’ll still make sure of it!

Don’t think just because you’re the Good Person Card that I won’t dare!

Anyway, there’s always a rewind!

No fear.

”...”

Yu Jin stared at the person in front of him, then chuckled, loosening his grip on the gun, letting it twirl at his fingertips before setting it on the table.

”Miss Song, I’m becoming more and more interested in you.”

”Good, keep it that way.” Chuzheng nodded seriously, then switched the topic back immediately: ”Were you killing just now?”

”...”

Yu Jin clearly didn’t want to answer that question.

”Miss Song, I’ll have Uncle Bai take you back.”

Chuzheng pondered: ”You come with me.”

Yu Jin’s eyes narrowed. He twirled the Buddha Beads in his hand, then smiled after a while: ”All right.”

Yu Jin stood up, walked to Chuzheng’s side, naturally placed his arm around her shoulders, and whispered something suggestive into her ear: ”Let’s go, back home.”

-

Uncle Bai saw Yu Jin come out still holding Chuzheng affectionately, his expression a bit odd.

Yet, he didn’t dare to ask.

Better to mind less of his master’s affairs.

Once they got into the car, Yu Jin let her go, looking thoughtfully at the scenery flying past the window.

He suddenly turned his head: ”Miss Song, I’m still very curious, how did you find this place?”

Chuzheng spoke cryptically: ”Some things are better left unknown.” After all, I can’t explain it anyway.

”But I really want to know?”

”Then just think about it.” Not that I won’t say, but even if I do, it would just get beeped out.

Yu Jin didn’t ask further.

If it were anyone else speaking to him like that, they’d have been dead so many times over already.

Yet with this girl, he wasn’t angry at all.

Arriving at the villa, Yu Jin personally escorted Chuzheng to her room door.

As Yu Jin turned away, Chuzheng held onto him.

Yu Jin turned back: ”Miss Song, are you reluctant to part with me?”

Chuzheng clasped her fingers around his wrist: ”If you leave the villa, I’ll know. You’d better not sneak out on me.”

Yu Jin was momentarily taken aback, then a relaxed smile spread across his face.

He propped a hand on the door frame, leaning in.

They were face to face, almost able to feel each other’s breath.

The lighting was suggestive, as was their posture.

Yu Jin made as if to kiss Chuzheng, but Chuzheng didn’t react at all, just fixed her gaze on him.

Before their lips could meet, he slightly turned, his lips brushing past Chuzheng’s cheek, his warm breath landing by her ear.

”Miss Song, even if I don’t go out, some things are bound to happen.”

”Mm, as long as it’s not done by you personally.” Chuzheng’s voice was cold, her grip on Yu Jin’s wrist tightened with a low warning: ”If it really needs to be dealt with, I can do it for you. But I forbid your hands from being stained with blood again.”

Yu Jin held that posture, not moving for a while.

Chuzheng released him, turned her head and kissed him on the cheek.

”Good night.”

Click.

The door closed.

Yu Jin stayed in that posture, his head lowered, face unreadable.

——I can do it for you, but I forbid your hands from being stained with blood again.

Yu Jin raised his hand, softly wiping his face.

He turned around, expression as calm as ever, went upstairs, opened the door, and sat in the swivel chair.

”What could you do for me...”

Yu Jin murmured softly.

His gaze fell on several boxes on the table, and he suddenly shoved them all into the drawer.

He pressed his forehead, calming his tumultuous thoughts, and called Uncle Bai in.

”Sir, do you need...” Uncle Bai tentatively began.

How did Miss Song find her way here?

Could there be another motive?

”Uncle Bai, do you think she looks like a spy?” Yu Jin clasped his hands into fists, resting them on his brow.

”...”

Uncle Bai didn’t dare to say a word.

Before Uncle Bai could respond, Yu Jin answered himself: ”Which spy would dare be so brazen.”

”...” Couldn’t it be the opposite strategy?

Yu Jin waved his hand, signaling for Uncle Bai to leave.

”...” What did you call me in for?

-

Last night, Chuzheng didn’t sleep well, and early in the morning the Bastard sent her a task. Were it not for the sturdy enough bed, it might now be in a pile of pieces.

Chuzheng changed and went downstairs; Yu Jin was already downstairs having breakfast.

He wore an off-white knit sweater, the neckline somewhat stretched, leaning slightly to one side, exposing the shoulder and collarbone on that side.

Sunlight streamed in through the glass, dappling over him, enveloping him in the morning light, offering a warm and inviting image.

He heard the sound and looked up, his brows arching slightly with a lazy smile: ”Morning.”

Chuzheng took a few steps downstairs, heading to the other side.

The spoon in Yu Jin’s hand barely touched the table, his expression gradually darkening.

However, the person soon returned, took a pair of slippers, and tossed them beside him: ”Put them on.”

The gloom on Yu Jin’s face instantly cleared.

Surprisingly, he obediently put on the slippers.

Watching from afar, Uncle Bai just felt that overnight, his master seemed to have... changed a lot.

Could it be that his master is truly in love?